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“Why didn’t you call me?”
“Because I woke you up in a drunken stupor six hours before that.” She tries to smile at me. “You were working and needed to sleep.”
“You’realwaysthe most important thing.”
“I love you, too. Okay, enough about that. So, we get you for three whole uninterrupted weeks?”
“Looks that way.”
“I’m not mad about that.”
CHAPTER TWENTY
ABBI
“It’s been a goddamn week,” Brady grumbles in that sexy, sleepy voice he gets in the morning. His face is pressed to my neck, and he’s kissing me right where he knows that I can’t resist. My core tightens, and I want to push back against his hard cock, but I control myself.
“Onlya week,” I remind him and shimmy around to face him so I can look into his gorgeous hazel eyes. “Your shoulder isn’t ready for vigorous activity, horny man.”
“Fuck my shoulder.”
I smirk and cup his cheek, loving the way he’s looking at me. “No, that’s not the part that I’d like to fuck right now.”
Brady groans. “You’re killing me, Blue Eyes. I.” He kisses my nose. “Want.” Kisses my forehead. “You.”
I bite his chin and urge him onto his back. “If we’re going to do this,I’mdoing the work.”
“That’s not how I like things to roll, and you know it.”
“Take it or leave it.”
He narrows his eyes at me, but he doesn’t stop me as I kiss my way down his hard, sculpted torso and grip his already hard cock in my fist, pumping up and down. I know that Brady likes to be in control when we make love, but I won’t take the chanceof his shoulder being hurt more than it is. The bruising on it is startling, but it’s finally fading to a sickly green.
Which tells me that the rest is helping.
“Baby, you touch me so good.” He drags his thumb across my bottom lip, and I lick it before pulling it into my mouth to suck on the tip, making his jaw clench.
“Mm,” I agree and rub my nose around his navel. “Love touching you, Cowboy.”
The wordcowboyhas his cock twitching in my hand, and I grin against him. His good hand is in my hair, brushing through the strands as I kiss his hip, and then drag my tongue down that long line that makes one side of the V at his pelvis.
That V makes my mouth water.
“Shit,” he mutters. “Ride me, baby.”
“You’ll hold on to me,” I reply, slowly shaking my head. “And we can’t have that.”
“I will spank your ass if you don’t ride my cock, Abbi.”
I grin up at him and, without further ado, lick over the crown of his cock, and Brady sucks a sharp breath through his teeth.
“Ah, fuck.”
“Still gonna spank me?” I sink over him, taking him all the way to the back of my throat.
“Yes.” But his hand fists in my hair and holds me where I am. “Later. Much later.”
I moan around him and work him up and down. His hips move with me, and he’s making the most delicious noises as I take my time with him.
